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I'm being Stalked

Category: The animals that allow us to live with them | Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 7:26 pm

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You might remember this guy from the other day?



The 6ft wide growling Spider?

He has sent in the reinforcements to take over the Hydrangeas.





They are seem to be of the same ilk, so I suppose they are relatives. This one was trying to fake me into thinking he was the center of a hydrangea fleurette.


This one was grooving on the Hydrangea that seems to have a tye-died-Hippie-kinda-vibe going on this year.


This one is enjoying the Lady in Red Hydrangea.


While the Spiders seem to keep the Hydrangea areas under surveillance. They've sent other troops
to the rest of the gardens.



Can you see the little Lady in the center?


Enjoying the Lavender.

I suppose if they are gonna keep check on the garden for me, it's OK. I can use all the help I can get.



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The Wildlife in My Garden

Category: The animals that allow us to live with them | Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 12:01 am

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I look at my garden flowers so much I sometimes don't notice other things. Sometimes I do notice other things, but not quick enough to catch them with the camera.

Today was just a little different. I noticed some 'wild' things, and I caught them with the camera.



These guys actually hang out and watch me garden often. The wild thing I found while looking at them was the 'zoom' feature on my camera. They were patient and posed. Then they continued on with their conversation about the weird lady in the garden with her camera.





This guy has been hanging out in the Hydrangeas for 2 days now. It is 6ft wide and growls.
(...maybe that is my spider-phobia talking?)





This 'wild' little beauty landed in the pots on the porch as I walked out the door. It doesn't show, but she is a metallic green. I've been following her (or one of her relatives) with the camera for about a week now, and never got a clear picture 'til today.





These 'wild' gardening clogs were found in my closet. They forced themselves onto my feet and made me accidently take a picture of them by the Nicotiana.

All in all, a wild day in the garden.



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Jane (the Pain)

Category: The animals that allow us to live with them | Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 11:31 pm

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This is Jane.



Jane is the youngest of our cats. She is approx 9 months old. She was a stray at the stand, it took me about 3 weeks to finally catch her and take her home.

She is the smallest of our cats. (This however does not mean Jane is the lightest)

Jane rules the roost. She picks on the other cats regardless of size. Takes their toys. Edges them from the food bowl. Jane is the first to the food bowl, the last to leave. Jane won't let the other cats in her room, or on her bed. (Until Jane, this room was known as mine, as was the bed). This is all done in a spoiled-baby-sister kind of way that the other cats seem fine with.



We believe Jane had dogs in her ancestral gene pool. Jane fetches. Jane roles over (but only for my Hubby). Jane 'speaks' for her food and toys. Jane does somersaults (We don't know what gene pool that came from)

Jane allows my husband and me to sleep in her bed. We are grateful. She leaves the bed several times each night to see if there is someone who she can annoy for a little while, then comes back to bed.

Last night Jane came back to bed for the second time around 3am. I felt her jump on, walk up my side, and come towards my shoulder. I thought she was seeing if I was awake and wanted to play. I 'stayed asleep'... until I heard an 'eeek eeeeeeek'. I opened my eyes to see Jane almost nose to nose with me, holding a mouse in her mouth.

It was my turn to say 'EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKK!'

I scared Jane, Mouse, and Hubby. Mouse scampered across me towards the end of the bed. Jane scampered after Mouse. Hubby scampered out his side of the bed. (People he DID scamper, I promise, he says no).

No Mouse to be found. We take all covers off bed. No Mouse. Jane is not happy. Jane insists Mouse is still in bed. No Mouse on floor, or in room that we can find. We put bed back together. Jane keeps searching bed for Mouse.

It creeped me and Hubby out for remainer of the night; each time we brush the other as we move/turn in bed, we ask "That was you right? Not the mouse?"








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